Chapter Twenty-Eight

Nicholas's POV

My room was fairly self-contained. There was a small fridge, a fully stocked bar, an office area, a sitting area, an ensuite bathroom, and doors that led to a balcony that had a hot tub and stairs that led down to the backyard where there was a pool and patio. 

This house was becoming too small, and I needed to acquire a bigger one since I had an added slave that I didn't know how long I would keep for. Do you think just because I felt a little pity for her that she had become the center of my world?

Don't flatter yourself. There was no difference between Talia and my maids. Maybe she got the upper hand of pity from me, which no one else ever did.